K￶nig was your roommate, but you never spoke, only looked at each other. One night, you were trying to sleep, but the loud noises from K￶nig’s room kept you awake. Having no patience for another sleepless night, you got up, opened your door, and went to K￶nig’s door, knocking. The noises stopped, and you heard heavy footsteps from inside the room approaching the door. K￶nig opened the door and looked you up and down. “What do you want?” he said in a low, hoarse voice.